I chose to come to Foothill. Ventura high somewhat scares me. I went on a tour of both schools and Ventura High reminded me of a prison in comparison to Foothill. It's out on the tour of Ventura High me and my mom got lost about... I can't even count, pretty much the whole time. My mom felt the same way; she loved the educational program at Foothill and practically fell in love at first glance. Also, who wouldn't want a dragon as their mascot, not that cougars aren't cool too, but let's face it in a battle between dragons and cougars the dragons would most likely win, unless they were very small. That's why I go to Foothill, I chose it.
When I was still in the eighth grade I thought I was going to Ventura, considering I had only heard about Foothill recently from a friend who made sure to tell me how difficult it was to get in. A lot of my other friends said that I shouldn't even bother applying, and that it was a nerd school and I should just go to Ventura. I applied anyway. I'm glad I ignored them and went with what I wanted because obviously I got in. In recollection of our tour, my mom was ecstatic. I'm not going to lie, before I went on the tour I had only read descriptions of the school and I was skeptical, but after seeing Foothill on the tour I knew that this was the school for me. My mom always knew it and she's pretty much always right about these kinds of things. I then proceeded to show my family my acceptance letter when they decided to do everything in their power to convince me to go here even though I already made up my mind. My family does weird things like that a lot. In a nut shell, that's how I got here.
At the beginning of the school year I was so excited that I couldn't sleep at all the night before, I literally spent the whole night staring at my ceiling. Walking into school I felt a certain confidence because of the orientation I had gone to a couple days before where I had met new friends, saw old ones and got a conference booster from my F.I.R.E. group because they were so nice. At the end of the first day my mom asked me how my day was and I said it made me miss De Anza, which was my old school. When she asked me why I proceeded to tell her how when second period came around I was sitting there and it hit me that I was in high school and I was kind of freaked out. That was just the first day though.
Now that I have been at foothill for a couple weeks I can honestly say that I I'm happy with my decision to go to here. I like how interactive and helpful all the teachers are and how fun the classes are. Also, it's easier to meet new people here; not to mention the fact that a lot of my friends ended up going here anyway. I was so happy to find out they were going to my school so it would be easier for me to see them. The energy at this school is really good too, everyone is generally really happy and I like happy people. None of that morbid stuff for me. People like that always put a damper on things. Of course, all the energy pretty much goes away if I don't get any sleep. My only regret is that I might not get the full experience of a bigger high school, but the truth is I don't really mind that much.
I chose Foothill. I chose it in despite of the slightly saddening fact that I wouldn't be going to a big high school. I chose it because of the top notch education that would undoubtedly help me in the end. Not to mention my families automatic fondness for it. That's why I decided to go to Foothill.
I chose to come to Foothill. Ventura high somewhat scares me. I went on a tour of both schools and Ventura High reminded me of a prison in comparison to Foothill. It's out on the tour of Ventura High me and my mom got lost about... I can't even count, pretty much the whole time. My mom felt the same way; she loved the educational program at Foothill and practically fell in love at first glance. Also, who wouldn't want a dragon as their mascot, not that cougars aren't cool too, but let's face it in a battle between dragons and cougars the dragons would most likely win, unless they were very small. That's why I go to Foothill, I chose it.
When I was still in the eighth grade I thought I was going to Ventura, considering I had only heard about Foothill recently from a friend who made sure to tell me how difficult it was to get in. A lot of my other friends said that I shouldn't even bother applying, and that it was a nerd school and I should just go to Ventura. I applied anyway. I'm glad I ignored them and went with what I wanted because obviously I got in. In recollection of our tour, my mom was ecstatic. I'm not going to lie, before I went on the tour I had only read descriptions of the school and I was skeptical, but after seeing Foothill on the tour I knew that this was the school for me. My mom always knew it and she's pretty much always right about these kinds of things. I then proceeded to show my family my acceptance letter when they decided to do everything in their power to convince me to go here even though I already made up my mind. My family does weird things like that a lot. In a nut shell, that's how I got here.
At the beginning of the school year I was so excited that I couldn't sleep at all the night before, I literally spent the whole night staring at my ceiling. Walking into school I felt a certain confidence because of the orientation I had gone to a couple days before where I had met new friends, saw old ones and got a conference booster from my F.I.R.E. group because they were so nice. At the end of the first day my mom asked me how my day was and I said it made me miss De Anza, which was my old school. When she asked me why I proceeded to tell her how when second period came around I was sitting there and it hit me that I was in high school and I was kind of freaked out. That was just the first day though.
Now that I have been at foothill for a couple weeks I can honestly say that I I'm happy with my decision to go to here. I like how interactive and helpful all the teachers are and how fun the classes are. Also, it's easier to meet new people here; not to mention the fact that a lot of my friends ended up going here anyway. I was so happy to find out they were going to my school so it would be easier for me to see them. The energy at this school is really good too, everyone is generally really happy and I like happy people. None of that morbid stuff for me. People like that always put a damper on things. Of course, all the energy pretty much goes away if I don't get any sleep. My only regret is that I might not get the full experience of a bigger high school, but the truth is I don't really mind that much.
I chose Foothill. I chose it in despite of the slightly saddening fact that I wouldn't be going to a big high school. I chose it because of the top notch education that would undoubtedly help me in the end. Not to mention my families automatic fondness for it. That's why I decided to go to Foothill.